Darrell Scott's Speech

Guess our national leaders didn't expect this, hmm? On Thursday, Darrell Scott, the father of Rachel Scott, a victim of the Columbine High School shootings in Littleton, Colorado, was invited to address the House Judiciary Committee's subcommittee. What he said to our national leaders during this special session of Congress was painfully truthful. They were not prepared for what he was to say, nor was it received well. It needs to be heard by every parent, every teacher, every politician, every sociologist, every psychologist, and every so-called expert! These courageous words spoken by Darrell Scott are powerful, penetrating, and deeply personal. There is no doubt that God sent this man as a voice crying in the wilderness. The following is a portion of the transcript: 'Since the dawn of creation there has been both good & evil in the hearts of men and women. We all contain the seeds of kindness or the seeds of violence. The death of my wonderful daughter, Rachel Joy Scott, and the deaths of that heroic teacher, and the other eleven children who died must not be in vain. Their blood cries out for answers. 'The first recorded act of violence was when Cain slew his brother Abel out in the field. The villain was not the club he used.. Neither was it the NCA, the National Club Association. The true killer was Cain, and the reason for the murder could only be found in Cain's heart. 'In the days that followed the! Columbine tragedy, I was amazed at how quickly fingers began to be pointed at groups such as the NRA. I am not a member of the NRA. I am not a hunter. I do not even own a gun. I am not here to represent or defend the NRA - because I don't believe that they are responsible for my daughter's death. Therefore I do not believe that they need to be defended. If I believed they had anything to do with Rachel's murder I would be their strongest opponent. I am here today to declare that Columbine was not just a tragedy -- it was a spiritual event that should be forcing us to look at where the real blame lies! Much of the blame lies here in this room. Much of the blame lies behind the pointing fingers of the accusers themselves. I wrote a poem just four nights ago that expresses my feelings best. Your laws ignore our deepest needs, Your words are empty air. You've stripped away our heritage, You've outlawed simple prayer. Now gunshots fill our classrooms, And precious children die. You seek for answers everywhere, And ask the question 'Why?' You regulate restrictive laws, Through legislative creed. And yet you fail to understand, That God is what we need! ' Men and women are three-part beings. We all consist of body, mind, and spirit. When we refuse to acknowledge a third part of our make-up, we create a void that allows evil, prejudice, and hatred to rush in and wreak havoc. Spiritual presences were present within our educational systems for most of our nation's history. Many of our 20 major colleges began as theological seminaries. This is a historical fact. What has happened to us as a nation? We have refused to honor God, and in so doing, we open the doors to hatred and violence. And when something as terrible as Columbine's tragedy occurs -- politicians immediately look for a scapegoat such as the NRA. They immediately seek to pass more restrictive laws that contribute to erode away our personal and private liberties. We do not need more restrictive laws. Eric and Dylan would not have been stopped by metal detectors. No amount of gun laws can stop someone who spends months planning this type of massacre. The real villain lies within our own hearts. 'As my son Craig lay under that table in the school library and saw his two friends murdered before his very eyes, he did not hesitate to pray in school. I defy any law or politician to deny him that right! I challenge every young person in America , and around the world, to realize that on April 20, 1999, at Columbine High School prayer was brought back to our schools. Do not let the many prayers offered by those students be in vain. Dare to move into the new millennium with a sacred disregard for legislation that violates your God-given right to communicate with Him. To those of you who would point your finger at the NRA -- I give to you a sincere challenge. Dare to examine your own heart before casting the first stone! My daughter's death will not be in vain! The young people of this country will not allow that to happen!' May God Bless You!

Life in the day of a slacker.....I mean Slack!

One day this week, while I was in the middle of yet another Carpenter crisis, I happened to notice our little wienie dog Slack, soaking up the sunshine and loving life in general. He always has a wag in his tail and a sparkle in his eye. So I decided to follow the little fellow around for a day and see what the source of his sweet disposition might be. Morning found him waking from dreams about chasing wild barn cats and such.......good morning Slack.First priority was of course his Bible Study. Looks like he's learning about the first Christmas.
Every dog knows a hearty breakfast grows hearty dogs. What are we having?? Animal crackers of course. Couldn't show you his source of protein....we banded bulls a month ago....hmmmmmm After an exhausting hour of Bible strudy and breakfast, we had to have our first nap.

All righty, after a blissful nap, Slack decided to check his my space. He had to see if Ginger was still single or if maybe her and Rambo had a thing goin on......whatever.
Next on the agenda, is feeding cows. Afterall, it's almost noon.....and he invited all his friends to come along....even the one famous for pulling his tail. Grandpa does have his hands full.
After working for all of ....oh say 10 minutes or so barking at all the mamma cows....it's time for our next nap, yes indeedy!!
Moving right along......to wrap up our day of stuff wienie dogs do, Slack decides on a relaxing bubble bath.....you know..... to ease all his tensions away.
Last but certainly not least, he has some "me time" before heading off to his sleep number bed...which by the way his number is 45. We have come full circle and it's time to say our prayers and try and catch the sandman. Goodnight Slack.
After all this, I'm not so sure it's just easier to just be grouchy...... Till next time. adios.

Want the honest truth?

I'm not sure you would get it. Truth is, not many people know what that is anymore. In light of some recent revelations in our world today, the truth would be a breath of fresh air. The Word has alot to say on the subject of truth. Jesus said "I am the way, the truth and the life", we are commanded to "speak each man the truth", to "worship in spirit and truth" to "rejoice in the truth". On the flip side of the coin, satan is called the father of all liars. There is absolutely no telling how many marriages have fallen, family ties broken, hearts of children crushed because of a lie. My mom had a story about lies. Bear with me - she was a strong Christian but a farmwife that used terms that anyone would understand. There was a time in my younger days, when I was quite good at not telling the truth. One day, she was illustrating to me what even a "white lie" was. She pointed to a pile of chicken potty and said - " you see that little white spot on top of that pile? Even though it is very small and white, it's all chicken shit. " Enough said - Living in the days in which we do, I want to encourage you all to pray for discernment. As the days progress, I believe truth will be a rare and precious thing. Till next time, adios!

God's Valentine Gift

God’s Valentine Gift
God’s Valentine gift of love to us, was not a bunch of flowers; It wasn’t candy, or a book to while away the hours.
His gift was to become a man, so He could freely give, His sacrificial love for us, so you and I could live.
He gave us sweet salvation, and instruction, good and true--To love our friends and enemies and love our Savior, too.
So as we give our Valentines, let’s thank our Lord and King; The reason we have love to give is that He gave everything.
By Joanna Fuchs


Hope your day is special!! Till next time, adios!

Spring is coming.....honest!

There's no denying it.....spring is on it's way! Only 38 more days and it will be official! On warm, sunny days, Pumpkin and I enjoy the sun on our back, the wind in our hair and fresh dirt in our mouths.....Ooh! She wasn't supposed to do that!

This is a nightly scene - Grandpa, Karli and Ladybug sharing pork skins before bedtime...whatever.

There is a love-hate thing going on between these two. Looks like a truce has been signed.
She's 9 months old today!! Yep, that's reason to celebrate!!